"He said son, have you seen the world, well what would you say if i said you could. Just carry this gun, you'll even get paid". "I said that sounds pretty good."

Black leather boots spit shined so bright. They cut off my hair, but looks alright. We marched and we sang, we all became friends as we learned how to fight.

A Hero of War yeah that's what I'll be, And when i come home they'll be dead proud of me.
I'll carry this Flag to the grave if i must cause its a flag that i love and a flag that i trust.

I kicked in the door. I yelled my command, the children they cried, but i got my man. We took him away, a bag over his face from his family and friends.

They took off his clothes, they pist in his hand. I told them to stop, but i joined in. We beat him with guns and batons not just once but again and again.

A Hero of War that's what I'll be, and when i come home they'll be dead proud of me.
I'll carry this flag to the grave if i must,cause its a flag i love and a flag i trust.

She walked through the bullets and haze. I asked her to stop, i begged her to stay. but she pressed on, so i lifted my gun and i fired away, and the shells jumped through the smoke and into the sand. The blood now soaked. She collapsed with a Flag in her hand, a flag white as snow.

A Hero of War, is that what they see. Just medals and scars, so damn proud of me. I brought home that flag. Now it gathers Dust, But its a flag that i love and the only flag i trust.

He said "son have you seen the world, well what would you say if i said that you could."